For the past four years of motherhood I’ve identified as a working mom. I spent two years on the hamster wheel of commuting drop-offs and pick-ups, pumping breaks and packing lunches. Those years broke me in many ways until I started building in ways for us to rest and to bond as a family.
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Half his life is gone in a blur. Time I won’t get back, but in some ways got to experience more fully because we were all home. Two years spent more or less together all of the time. The three of us side by side, at the mercy of the needs of our team. His formative years surrounded by the vocabulary of our tech jobs and transportation terminology. He’s been there in the background for most of our meetings, even stealing the spotlight with some toddler level insight a time or two.
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This year marks the first time in my life that I won’t be with my parents on Christmas Day.
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